He cupped my breast gently, rubbing two fingers across the nipple. Delicious. I shuddered.“You’re soaked,” he whispered. “You love being in pu...lic.”I leaned my head back, pensively. I didn’t want to remind him of Jimmy, of my infidelity, but I needed to be clear. This wasn’t about being naughty. “That’s not it. I love being intimate with you, Matthew. You haven’t touched my like this in weeks.”“Doesn’t it excite you to know those two could turn around any second and see you naked?”“Yeah, it. Well, it's about time after all that drinking he's done, she thought.He came over to her, bringing her drink, and led her to an odd looking couch by the huge windows that overlooked the lake.It was S-shaped, though horizontally, and looked like one of those big reclining chairs except that it was wide enough for about three people to sit on. He put her drink on one side and his on the other and then helped her onto it.It was wonderful. Curved to fit her back and curved again to fit beneath her. I have money." No Matt. It's OK. Save your money for when you're in boot camp." Ihad no idea if there was any need for that, but it sounded good."Thanks Mrs. T." It's getting late. I should be headed home." Do you have to?" I do have to work tomorrow. But do you have an idea for where we couldgo?" I knew that drinking more wasn't a good idea, and taking Matt homeagain wasn't any better option."Have you ever been to The Hill?" No, what's that?" Its a lookout point with a great view of the. She certainly wasn’t the type to take any shit from anyone, especially not some foul-mouthed bitch who didn’t even know her. She hadn’t asked Rachel if there was further backstory beyond what she’d already been told. But she suspected that the raw anger that they’d received from that girl the night before had probably been at least somewhat honestly earned by something Rachel had done. Rebecca knew firsthand that her best friend was no saint. But it didn’t matter. She had her back here and she.